Many of you know that Samantha Woodley and I have been friends for a long time. When after stepping away for over two years she called me asking for a type of spanking that would answer questions to her relationship with spanking ( seems she was feeling jaded ), I was only too happy to oblige her. You see we had some unfinished business from our last shoot. She drank too much and when the spanking and my words got a little "too real" for her, she jumped into her car in this state and drove to a bar! She even called me from there ( not telling me where it was...of course ) to berate me!? Anyway, Samantha and I have talked about the closure we both needed from that fateful day. The stars never aligned until I received her phone call. So begins the mega-hit saga 'Smack Wrap', where you will want to stay tuned, I promise you that!

When I asked her how long it had been since receiving a real spanking her answer seemed to be not really clear on that part. I think it may be because she had gotten so many 'not real' spankings for so long, she had forgotten what the real ones were like. I start with my hand which in a wake up call for what was to be an entire weekend filled with painful spankings!

Some of you may remember that spanking Samantha got a few years back ,where I paddled her, got inside her head as to real behavioral problems occuring in her life, causing her to run out the door after it became "too real". Well, I also told her I would handcuff her if her hands came back. I decided to just start with my police issue cuffs and not have to threaten her with them. Having left her earlier with her buns on fire, I cuffed her tight and got right down to business with the big hairbrush. Boy, did that make her squirm and plead! She didn't really know how to deal with a spanking that did not allow her thrust her hands back as protection. I followed with the Keith Jones paddle ( custom made by trial and error, based on the black paddle Tanya Hyde lost years ago.) that upped the sting factor and had her beginning to listen carefully to my words. The stiff bladed paddle- strap brought the entire concept of why she was really there and it really blistered her! The ever elusive 'Woodley tears' appeared as she tried to get off my lap any way possible. I sent her to the corner ( which she hates as much as saying 'sir') This ended the first day of spanking for Samantha. I made her sleep with her cuffs that night just to remind her that it wasn't over yet.

When I met our dear little Samantha at a spanking party when she was eighteen, she was like a deer caught in the headlights. I did know that look in her eyes though as I had seen it so many times before... the "I need discipline in my life and spanking is the only way I feel this could happen". She had attempted to swim in the deep end instead of wading in, finding her floaties and moving ahead with a nice dog paddle stroke. We did exchange numbers and we have been close friends ever since despite what misunderstandings occured.

When Samantha needed discipline, real and defined discipline, she was taken in hand and given the real deal. After time away from the 'scene' she stepped back in and jumped right back into the deep end, except this time she was a gold medalist. She asked to be tied down. She asked that I give her something that made her realize that she was still a girl in need of spankings that were punishment. The cocoon was a concept of why not see as much as her as possible and still applying her wish. When I start with a very severe implement she couldn't take it from the start... she cried, but she learned.

Continuing with our spankee favorite's hands still cuffed, she is given implements not designed for comfort... but DISCIPLINE. Watching Samantha learn at the hands of someone she has trusted for a long time is mesmerizing. The doe-eyed girl had blossomed into a woman that felt she was jaded... and this was what she desired...no... needed to put her back on that path.

As you watch this video of Samantha Woodley being punished and find yourself feeling sorry for her...don't. I say this because Samantha herself would not wish you to. She has been conflicted for a long time with her actions and incessant need to try to be in control of her spankings. She also WANTED & DESIRED this punishment for lack of a better phrase 'for her own good'. Her tight, pain wrapped cocoon allowed our naughty caterpillar to become the beautiful and soundly punished Monarch butterfly. Her jaded beliefs about herself now became a path to self-awareness. My strap sings...it ring out. Her tears wash away her sins as sometimes only true punishment can.

Why go back to my hand at the end of this exhaustive two- day ordeal? It is because spanking can be one of the most personal experiences one can undergo. That is why bringing it back to where from it began was important to me in closing. The hard hand bringing forth this intense, searing pain...yet, from skin to skin , personal teaching... a bond is made where no words are needed to understand 'the why'.